Souls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Souls are dangerous things to carry straight through all the spilt saltpetre of this world. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The man, most man, Works best for men, and, if most men indeed, He gets his manhood plainest from his soul: While,… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
What we call Life is a condition of the soul. And the soul must improve in happiness and wisdom, except by its… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Of all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward unto souls afar, Along the Psalmist's music deep, Now tell me if that any is. For gift or grace, surpassing this-- He giveth His beloved sleep. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share
The soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak,And placed it by thee on a golden throne,-- And that I love… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
“When our two souls stand up erect and strong, Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher, Until the lengthening wings break… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
“Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand Henceforth in thy shadow. Nevermore Alone upon the threshold of my door… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death;' to which I would add, 'Let no… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
“The face of all the world is changed, I think, Since first I heard the footsteps of they soul Move still, oh, still, beside… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and pinks, held out in the smoke, like stars by day. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
They say that God lives very high! But if you look above the pines You cannot see our God. And why? And if you dig down in the mines You never see Him in the gold, Though from Him all that's glory shines. God is so good, He wears a fold Of heaven and earth across His face - Like… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share
Men of science, osteologists And surgeons, beat some poets, in respect For nature,-count nought common or unclean, Spend raptures upon perfect specimens Of indurated… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
